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Love is not fixed,
Anchored like a tall ship in a bay.
It infinitely changes day to day
And is as varied in flavour as ice cream.
Sometimes it's bitter-lime and green
Sometimes sugary-lemon sweet
Others, a passionate strawberry treat.
Even vanilla-plain has its day.
Every conceivable confectionary
Will fill your heart some day.
But no matter how you might pray
For unchanged diet and constancy,
Love is never, ever "the same".
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Love? Sandra Musonda | Sep 3rd, 2004
An "expert on love" lol. there's much truth in the poem. we can all relate to. keep it up!
yours truly,
word. Mary | Sep 5th, 2004
What a flavoured peace of art! Zorica Vukovic | Sep 20th, 2004
What else to say except --- More ice cream, please!
i hate ice cream melanie mae | Jan 31st, 2005
ice cream gives me bad gas, like this poem does. pffft
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